Bodybuilders go to Crunch. Has to be Nestle-run, though, not a knockoff.

Railroad engineers hang at the Tootsie Roll. Toot toot Tootsie!

CalTrans employees, however, are usually found at the Rocky Road.

Athletic shoe designers and Nike shills share tips at Aero. Oh, Russian airline pilots have been seen there too. After their flots.

Three Musketeers...the official NRA swinger's bar?

Accountants hit Pay Day twice a month.

Fans of gothic romances meet by moonlight at the Heath Bar. It's on a cliff by the sea.

Amnesiacs go to the Whatchamacallit, if their friends remind them.

Watering-hole for escaped lunatics is called Wonka's.

THE hangout for collectors is, of course, Skor. Although there is also a Nordic singles bar by that name. Martiki's mechanic has been spotted there--with his yellow rally-racing champion Volvo parked outside. To impress the chicks, natch.

My cat gang's favorite nitespot: The Kit Kat!

(You may not want to consider some of the possibilities for a bar named Mounds...so, let's
just say it's a baseball pitcher's paradise. Or, where Native American archaeologists spend their late nights digging for artifacts. Hmmm, it would also work as Carol Doda's new venture...yow!)

(BTW, the Charleston Chew IS named after the famous dance. It was launched in 1922, at the height of the Charleston craze. The vanilla one is my favorite candy bar!)

FYI, there really was a lesbian bar in London called the Candy Bar. I wonder if it had cherries?

My fave from college days was The Loch Ness Monster Pub in Pasadena - good name and a good bar. It used to be a dive, but I saw Richard Feynman there once! The house band was Snotty Scotty & The Hankies.